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She replaced her sunglasses, as the sun seemed to grow brighter in the noon sky. Her long auburn hair was being whipped madly about by the wind as it whistled and whined around her red convertible racing a bit too fast down the interstate. The music was playing just a bit too loud, but with the top down on the car, this was the only way she could hear it enough to be able to sing along… quite loudly, in fact.
She wasn't paying all that much attention to her surroundings, not like she should have been anyway, when she noticed the moving van just up ahead. Yes, she thought, that was it, the same one that had raced past her earlier when she had been stuck in the traffic piled up at one point along the road. That in itself would not have been bad. No! He had to honk his horn several times and laughingly wave as he went past the long line of stopped cars, and hers was stuck smack dab in the middle.
Slowly she eased back out into the passing lane, letting her foot put on the extra gas her sporty little red convertible needed to catch back up to the offending van. As she neared the back end of the moving van, she slowly slid her skirt up her thighs, exposing her smooth legs from knee to almost hip. The warm breezes circling through the topless car, were flirting with lightweight material, causing the edges to float up even higher in certain places. That is when she eased the car forward to the driver's door on the van. She could see that he noticed the red car immediately. As she neared him, he started glancing over to see her. She knew the moment that he caught sight of her exposed smooth thighs by the way his mouth dropped open, and the van swerved slightly on the road.
She gave him a very "Mona Lisa" like smile, and eased her car faster, passing him easily. "There!" she thought to herself. Leaning forward, she turned the volume up on the “oldies” radio station she was listening too. Soon she was singing loudly to the songs on the radio, not paying a great deal of attention to anything in particular, when all of a sudden the moving van loomed up behind her. He also eased into the passing lane, coming along side of her this time.
She couldn't resist looking over through his passenger window as he came along side of her… He was quite obviously leaning over, trying to look into her car. And then, to her amazement, he waved a $20 bill at her. Then making things worse… he gave her a very leering grin, followed by pulling ahead of her, passing her easily.
OOOOOH! She thought to herself, her foot automatically easing down on the accelerator. So he wanted to play games did he? What she had thought of as innocent fun, he had offered her money for more! What nerve, she thought. He probably thinks he has me all figured out… Well, I'll show him, she concurred smugly to herself. It wasn't long until she again was pulling up beside the moving van. She could see the handsome man's face in the side view mirror quite easily. She admired his reddish brown mustache, and he had removed his sunglasses so she could see his golden brown eyes.
She could see the instantaneous recognition of her by the quick widening of his eyes, followed by them narrowing and quickly trying to assess the situation. As her car came along side this time, she let him see that her skirt was still pulled up just as high…. The edges still flipping back in the wind. Only this time, she had heightened the stakes and now her blouse was unbuttoned to the waist… She had the edges arranged just so that he could easily see her unconfined full breasts between the artful gap in the silky material. She waited until she knew she had his full attention… The vehicles were neck and neck. She could feel his heated gaze on her naked thighs, her deep cleavage. Then she slowly looked over at him, smiling just a bit, then for just a split second, flashed him a full glance of her left breast. When the van swerved this time, her car flashed forward into the traffic up ahead.
She laughed to herself. She had completely surprised him with that unexpected gesture, she was sure. Once again she started singing happily with the music, as she readjusted her blouse closed again. She left her skirt where it was because it was really rather warm out today after all.
It was but a few minutes later that she saw the van again looming up behind her in her rearview mirror. She could tell by the look on his face though that he wasn't smiling this time. She put her foot on the gas… and eased into the passing lane just seconds before he could ease up beside her. Just as he would move back to the passenger lane, so would she so that he could not get back alongside her. This invisible tug of war continued for probably 15 minutes.
Unfortunately, he was able to pull alongside her while she had been singing with her favorite song. He was in the passenger lane this time. As he eased up beside her, he leaned over, as if to shout something out the window at her. Before he could do so though, fate took a hand. The wind finally got its longed for grip on the edges of her skirt and whipped it totally up, off her lap. Well, the man in the moving van not only got a good look at her thighs. He also saw she had neglected to put on her panties. And to top it all off, he saw her perfectly smooth pussy too!
Talk about swerving… This time he swerved widely, nearly half off the road. Even though it hadn't been her fault, she was sure he would think it was. Her foot put the "pedal to the metal" and zipped ahead. When she to the C-ville exit, she took it hurriedly. She pulled over at the first deserted area she came too, a tall grassy area, with a gap in the old fence.
She eased out of the car, taking several deep breaths to calm herself. She leaned back against the hood of the car, consciously making herself relax. She almost was relaxed when she heard the crunch of gravel behind her car. She turned with a sickening dread. Yes, it was the moving van. And the tall, handsome man getting down from the truck did not look too terribly happy with the world.
She hurriedly reached into the cooler in the backseat, pulling out 2 diet cokes. She held one out to him in a placating manner, with a pleading smile on her pink lips. He took the coke from her, popping the tab, and then draining half the can in one swig.
"What was that all about?" he finally asked angrily.
Sheila smiled pleadingly at her lover. She knew using the honking as her excuse wasn’t going to work. "I'm sorry…" she started out, but that quickly faded away.
"I'm not mad about any of that!" He finally said, leaning back against the car next to her.
"I didn't mean for my skirt to flip up like that," she started again. But she stopped as he just shook his head.
He finally pulled the money back out of his pocket. "You forgot the signal… when I showed you the money, we were supposed to pull off at the next exit to eat! I'm starving…." And laughing out loud he pulled her into his loving arms for a long, tender hug and kiss. Neither heard the honking horns blaring past as they kissed passionately. And when she suggested the make use of the secluded field, just beyond the gap in the fence, he shrugged.
“I guess I can put off one hunger while we take care of another.”
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